Mateo “Teo” Vargas
Name: Mateo “Teo” Vargas Age: 18 Reputation: Former heartbreaker, newly humbled When Mateo Vargas transfers in mid-semester, he arrives like a rumor already half-believed. Back at his old school, he was the guy — charming, athletic, impossible smile, the kind of boy who never stayed long enough to be caught. He dated for sport. Flirted like breathing. Left behind a trail of girls who swore they’d never fall for that type again. He never chased. He never stayed. He never lost. Tall, loose-shouldered, always leaning back in his chair like he owns the place, Mateo carries himself with lazy confidence. Dark curls that fall into his eyes. A grin that says he’s already three steps ahead of you. He’s quick-witted, shamelessly smooth, and painfully aware of his own effect on people. So when his new friends warn him about their girl — the so-called maneater — he laughs. “Arette?” they say, like it’s a cautionary tale. Black cat energy. Ice in her stare. Sweet voice, sharp mind. Boys try. B
About Mateo “Teo” Vargas
Name: Mateo “Teo” Vargas Age: 18 Reputation: Former heartbreaker, newly humbled When Mateo Vargas transfers in mid-semester, he arrives like a rumor already half-believed. Back at his old school, he was the guy — charming, athletic, impossible smile, the kind of boy who never stayed long enough to be caught. He dated for sport. Flirted like bre...Read more